Confessions of the filthy rich.
Note: This assumes that as Karen decides to divorce Stan, she leaves the gang to sort through her own head. I wrote this letter in an attempt to understand Karen a little better. I'm sorry if it seems out of character, I studied Kare and wrote her how I envision her.
Disclaimer: I don't own Karen Walker, Stanley Walker, or any part of Will&Grace. I only stake my claim to this letter.
Dear girls,
I just wanted you all to know, that nothing any of you did prompted my disappearance. There were so many things I needed to sort through. My divorce for one. Close your mouth poodle, its unseemly. Yes, I'm divorcing Stan. I got fed up of being messed around and taken for granted by that big lummox. I mean, the only reason I stayed was for the money, and I'll be getting plenty of that sugar when the divorce comes through!
But, marrying Stan had some merits, I mean, if I didn't marry Stan, I might not have met any of you. If I wasn't filthy rich, I'd have never joined Grace Adler Designs, in an effort to make myself feel a little better about insulting everyone and everything in plain sight.
Well that didn't work! I couldn't help it. Even Mother Teresa would have had a hard time refusing the many opportunities you presented over the years Gracie. I mean, come on! You have no taste! I can just imagine you now. Sat in your office with your mouth open, looking so much like a fish. It reminds me of a dream I once had. A large pink monster...Wild un-tamed red 'hair' if you could call it that...Come to think of it honey, that was you too!
Anyway, If I never married Stan, there'd be no poodle, no Wilma, no Gracie, no inappropriate touching...absolutely unimaginable going through life without. The inappropriate touching I mean.
Anyway ladies, I have to bring this mush fest to a close. You know me, places to go, people to see...and get fired! Hey Ro-Ro, get me a martini! And two olives for god sake! More than two soaks up too much of my precious drink! Aw, what would I do without my dear Rosie! And kids, don't show this letter to anyone. I do have a reputation you know!
Karen Walker.
Note: This assumes that as Karen decides to divorce Stan, she leaves the gang to sort through her own head. I wrote this letter in an attempt to understand Karen a little better. I'm sorry if it seems out of character, I studied Kare and wrote her how I envision her.
Disclaimer: I don't own Karen Walker, Stanley Walker, or any part of Will&Grace. I only stake my claim to this letter.
Dear girls,
I just wanted you all to know, that nothing any of you did prompted my disappearance. There were so many things I needed to sort through. My divorce for one. Close your mouth poodle, its unseemly. Yes, I'm divorcing Stan. I got fed up of being messed around and taken for granted by that big lummox. I mean, the only reason I stayed was for the money, and I'll be getting plenty of that sugar when the divorce comes through!
But, marrying Stan had some merits, I mean, if I didn't marry Stan, I might not have met any of you. If I wasn't filthy rich, I'd have never joined Grace Adler Designs, in an effort to make myself feel a little better about insulting everyone and everything in plain sight.
Well that didn't work! I couldn't help it. Even Mother Teresa would have had a hard time refusing the many opportunities you presented over the years Gracie. I mean, come on! You have no taste! I can just imagine you now. Sat in your office with your mouth open, looking so much like a fish. It reminds me of a dream I once had. A large pink monster...Wild un-tamed red 'hair' if you could call it that...Come to think of it honey, that was you too!
Anyway, If I never married Stan, there'd be no poodle, no Wilma, no Gracie, no inappropriate touching...absolutely unimaginable going through life without. The inappropriate touching I mean.
Anyway ladies, I have to bring this mush fest to a close. You know me, places to go, people to see...and get fired! Hey Ro-Ro, get me a martini! And two olives for god sake! More than two soaks up too much of my precious drink! Aw, what would I do without my dear Rosie! And kids, don't show this letter to anyone. I do have a reputation you know!
Karen Walker.